"Looks like we have no time to play around," whispered Lucas before he used his scythe to move across the snow-covered ground at a speed that most of the reapers found it hard to keep up.
While Lucas was taking care of one side of reapers, Belle didn't hold back herself from using the magic that she had learned. Her hands were quick to move close together, with the spark of flashes coming out from her hands. They were little red sparks that fell on the ground to extinguish when it touched the snow.
Seeing this, three of the death reapers who stood in front of her laughed, "What a silly girl. I was expecting something big but it's just flashes of sparks. Even a flame that is burning in the fireplace has better strength than yours," commented one of the lowly death reapers.
